Earlier this week, I became a 47-year-old altar boy

Back around Christmastime, the priests at our parish started running announcements in the weekly bulletin, asking all males of any age to prayerfully consider becoming altar servers. Altar servers were in short supply, particularly for the weekday Masses. From time to time, I attend the 6:30 am Mass before heading to work, and I'd witnessed the altar server shortage on a number of occasions. In fact, not too long ago, there was no altar server available twice in the same week.

Dining in South America: Would you mind sitting by the window?

For those of you who don't know us personally, Kathryn and I don't really dress up when we go out to dinner -- or anywhere else, for that matter. We assume that's at least part of the reason why, in the United States, when we show up at a restaurant, we're typically given a table… Continue reading Dining in South America: Would you mind sitting by the window?

El Cosmico: Three nights of almost glamping in Marfa, Texas

During my recent trip to Marfa, Texas, I spent three nights at El Cosmico. To call El Cosmico a campground would hardly be accurate, as it's clear the bulk of its revenue doesn't come from cheapskate self-campers like me. In fact, the property is often listed as a hotel in tourist publications. It's better known… Continue reading El Cosmico: Three nights of almost glamping in Marfa, Texas

Install Signal on your smartphone now!

Are you using an iPhone or an Android-based smartphone? Have you installed Signal yet? If not, please stop what you're doing and install it now! iPhone Android Why Signal? I owe a debt of gratitude to my good friend Dan for bringing Signal to my attention last year. Actually, he told me about its predecessors… Continue reading Install Signal on your smartphone now!

The English woman on the train from Ljubljana to Salzburg

I've been reviewing a lot of my old travel blog posts recently and sharing the more interesting ones on Facebook and Twitter. While doing this, I noticed a glaring omission on my part. There was a story I never told because, at the time, I was so embarrassed by my naivet√©¬†with respect to the opposite… Continue reading The English woman on the train from Ljubljana to Salzburg